Текст песни Иеромонах Роман - Прибит на крест моей неправдой

Nailed to the cross of my lies,
Than justified before Thee ?
My reviled Joy
Crucified My Love !

In the salvation of Thy love tea
Praying , I ask only that
That life is a minute of silence
Passed before Thy Cross.

A crucified continually
Looks Prevysshaya Heaven
And with the bereaved John
Soraspinaetsya You.

And I stand witness to the third ,
Hanging on the shoulder of the hood .
The bell ringer broadcasts , like a hinge,
My perverse fate.

And I cursed his wickedness ,
In which grew up in the cradle .
- O, my soul , soul , repent ,
May spare you Christ !

Oh, my God , I'm all leprosy !
Kissing Your bloody sweat ,
Gvozdin kissing ulcers
Crying bitterly , like a Peter .

May 23, 1982 , the Pechora